Lately I just can't seem to believeDiscard my friends to change the sceneryIt meant the wrold to hold a bruising faithBut now it's just a matter of grace

A summer storm graces all of meHighway warm sing silent poetryI could bring you the lightAnd take you home into the night

You make me realLately I just can't seem to believeYou make me realDiscard my friends to change the sceneryStrong as i feelIt meant the wrold to hold a bruising faithYou make me realBut now it's just a matter of grace